Page 57 of Guilty For You


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“Everything okay?” Tony asked walking up behind me as I laid my forehead against the corner panel where I crouched next to my front tire. “Shit.” He hissed and whistled loudly, whipping his hand around in a circle in the air.

Hammer’s bike roared to life and was parked behind me in an instant as Tony took his phone out and dialed someone.

I lowered myself to my ass right there on the hot black top and dropped my head onto my knees in defeat.

Fucking Taz.

I didn’t have the money to replace four fucking tires at once right now.

I opened my purse and grabbed the bottle of painkillers that Oliver prescribed me and popped two back with my bottle of water… because fuck this.

I needed relief from the torment of the day, and if I couldn’t get that, I was going to get some relief from the pain.

After a while of listening to Hammer and Tony whisper a few feet away from me more bikes pulled into the lot. I could feel the haze of the strong medication kicking in and I couldn’t even bother to lift my head at their approach.

I didn’t care anymore.

I didn’t have any fight left in me.

“What the fuck happened?” Fox’s deep voice rumbled, as my skin prickled with awareness.

“We never saw anyone over here, she found it when she walked out here.” Tony mumbled, no doubt balking at the furiousness in Fox’s tone.

“It’s not their fault.” I said, finally picking my head up off my lap. “It’s not their job to watch my back.”

“No,” Fox snapped, “It’s mine.” He stood in a tight white tee and light blue distressed jeans, and I let my eyes rove over his cut body in the tight fabric.

And then I laughed.

Like actually laughed; I tilted my head back to the bright sunlight and laughed for what felt like the first time in forever. I laughed so hard I snorted, and then laughed again before I had enough sense to cover my mouth to try to stem the flow of the mirth as the giant scary bikers all stared at me like I’d lost my mind.

Anyone with half a brain wouldn’t be laughing in Fox’s face when he looked downright feral. But I was effectively high, thanks to the strong ass meds and decided to laugh in the face of danger.

I was Simba, and Fox was the hyenas.

He glared down at me with his fists on his hips and I giggled at him.

“Are you drunk?” He snapped at me, “I thought you were working until three.”

I shrugged my shoulders and held my hands up. “I dunno.”

“I’m guessing it’s the pills she took about fifteen minutes ago when I called you.”

“Pills?” Fox crouched down in front of me, and my head fell back as I tried to look up at him, but I nearly toppled over backwards. “Fuck, D.” He grunted and caught me. He took the pills out of my purse and groaned before putting them back in. “How bad are the ribs?” I held up three fingers at him and shrugged. “Three fucking broken ribs because of me.” He hung his head in frustration and then stood up, turning back to his men.

“What you want us to do Boss?” Tony asked.

“Find the piece of shit scum bag that put his hands on my girl so I can take him fucking out for it.” Fox growled and everyone stepped back a step further.

“Hey.” I said, scowling and snapping my fingers at him until he looked back down at me. “Be nice.”

He glared at me, and Hammer snorted into his hand and turned away before Fox could see the grin on his face.

“Get out of here and find him.” Fox repeated and everyone fled from the parking lot, hot on the job of finding Taz.

“What are you going to do with me?” I asked from under my eyelashes as I sat on the ground like a toddler.

He crouched back down in front of me and pushed my bangs behind my ear. The pills took away my inhibitions because the moan I wanted to stop fell free as I leaned into his touch.

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